Dying W***e

Don’t lie with me as I wait for this body to rot,

As this spirit has died infinitely,

Drifting away from all that is true, soon it will not.

Back away from this indignity!

 

Let my mind and body die in peace! 

Do not help this nauseating w***e.

Stop trying to pick up my pieces, please!

Comfort this disgusting corpse no more.

 

This vanquishing, sullied, slimy filth

Should disappear from all that is right,

Thus relieving me from all of this guilt

And be kept out of all honest sight.

 

Let me fade away swiftly, from this place

And send me to my earned and beckoning Hell

For it would do you harm to peer onto my face

And no need to make you feel sickly and unwell.

 

Let me lift my affliction from your honorable stance;

I will haunt you nor more with this hideousness

And sickening, ugly, bitter point of utter resistance

To what is pure, kind, and always reflects graciousness.

 

I shall disintegrate quietly, under no watchful eyes

So I may be free.

My soiled carcass, covered in muck, still echoing cries,

In death, will flee.

 

Death will pierce the remaining pieces that try to remain,

Only allowing this god forsaken s**t

To take away the ugly, unsightly, heinous and even insane

Remnants that is mixed within this smut.

 

Leave me be, purer, kinder, and praiseworthy!

You don’t deserve to witness my horrid shame,

Nor to feel the refuse, which claimed me worthy.

Remain where you and your true exalt came.

 

Let my repulsion disappear from this place

And me be forgotten from your intellect,

For I could only bring to you pure disgrace,

Thus, of me, no one should ever recollect.

 

 

Reviews

[Ellen Hammond]

Wow! This is so filled with self-loathing and disgust. I hope by putting all this in writing, you have released it and risen above it, my friend. You have a really great rhyme and flow in this poem.

It seems that not only are you getting stronger but your poetry is too.

[The Water Queen]

The self loathing is major in this piece. It makes you wonder if you hate yourself or someone else that you know. Hmmm. I will now have to think:)

[bluessadmood]

God what a strong writing..i read this some five times..
how some even in their sadness and feeling so little and low, how they
reflect so much light and inner beauty..even your vanquishing filth as you say
and dieing body as you claim you could never attract me more..i loved your hell
i could see some others in so much glamor,so lovely and never whipped
themselves,so content and shining still they never appealed to my eyes
i could never let you be,even in your so called horrid shame
you looked so beautiful in what you said,you are so worthy to me
you never repulse me,and if you leave this place its becuase
you deserved somewhere much better..i never see any disgrace..only so much beauty
this was a wonderful write..you could be hard on yourself
but i know your realty,its much worth than lots others
lovely write..

[Eagle Cruagh]

You are being pretty hard on you ,
or whomever you are wrting about.

Perhaps a poem like this is cathartic,
once purged of the demon that haunts
you, life can continue as it should.

No one should argue with your judgment.
If you say w***e, who am I to argue?
You know yourself better than anyone.
Most people will urge against self condemnation
and try to push you to realize that no one is
an angel. We just play the parts that we are
assigned.

------ Eagle Cruagh